"This Dali is still full of energy." Qin He breathed out softly.

The palace is where the power of the Dali Dynasty has gathered for hundreds of years. Even if the situation is declining, its power is still astonishing.

If anyone dares to break into the palace, they will be turned into ashes in an instant.

This is the destiny of the country and the entire Eastern Land. What can change it can only be the general trend of the times, not the power of an individual.

Qin He did not dare to use Zhan Qi Technique randomly anymore, wandering around the capital leisurely.

We had another big meal for lunch, and everything we ordered was meat and wine.

The inner strength is as strong as seventy years.

Through this day of eating and drinking, Qin He discovered that eating immortal skills is also about picking things.

If you eat meat, your internal energy will increase significantly faster.

If you eat vegetarian food such as rice and noodles, your internal energy will increase slowly.

I don’t even know if it’s because the “novice welfare period” has passed, but the growth of internal energy caused by eating a vegetarian diet is obviously getting slower and slower.

He even suspected that if he continued to eat steamed buns with mixed noodles, he might not be able to increase his internal energy at all and could only fill his stomach.

After paying the bill and leaving the restaurant, I only had three taels of silver left in my pocket.

Qin He felt that it was almost done.

Fifty taels of silver would bite someone, but he was still confident that he could bear three taels of silver.

Just when Qin He was about to leave the city and return to the crematorium, the sound of gongs was heard in the streets, and officers and soldiers patrolled the streets and posted notices: "The Holy One has decreed that at three quarters of noon in the West City, the law office Di Lu will be divided into seven people, and their heads will be displayed to the public for ten days.

Show the power of Li Guo!"

After the officers and soldiers left, the people rushed forward to read the notice.

After whispering to each other, they flocked to the West Market.

Qin He squeezed in and took a look, and almost gave Feiyuwei a thumbs up, if he hadn't watched Ambago's shadow puppet show last night.

Once the play is performed, it is a complete set, with stories, locations and people.

No, there is even a beheading scene.

The people once again showed their love for the fun.

Xishikou, Wuyang Wuyang's people crowded the Xishikou, like an iron barrel, and even Qinhe couldn't squeeze in, and they could only climb trees.

The seven Dilu were tied into rice dumplings, kneeling on the guillotine with shackles, their mouths were tightly sealed, and the seven money rat tail heads were shining brightly in the sun.

A large number of city guards and factory officers maintained order and separated the crowd at a distance of about forty steps.

When the people saw the money rat's tail, many of them gnashed their teeth, and many cried bitterly. Some were grateful to the Feiyu Guards for their revenge, and some cursed Di Lu loudly for a good death.

Spit, stones, rotten vegetables, shoes, and steamed buns all hit the guillotine, and the scene managed to stay on the verge of getting out of control.

Hatred has replaced everything.

At three quarters of noon, the executioner announced the execution.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The people waved their palms and cheered in unison.

Every time he raised the knife, dropped his head and rolled to the ground, it would trigger huge cheers.

The crowd almost fell into a carnival at this moment, dissolving the fear that had been accumulated for a long time.

Almost no one thinks about why the heads of these "Dilu" are so shiny, as if they have just shaved their scalps collectively.

Qin He naturally saw it clearly, shook his head and turned to leave.

Ridiculous?

absurd!

Is it useful?

Very useful.

Whether it's to the court or to traitors.

Where does the morale of the people come from?

Where does the overwhelming power come from?

Just come from here.

As for the truth, that may be the least important thing in the world.

People just need to "believe".

After all, silk books are cut out of the belly of fish, words are carved on stone figures, and excuses like foxes at night can be used.

Borrowing heads from a few necklaces is simply a routine operation.

Qin He suddenly remembered a sentence and didn't know who said it.

The general idea is don't read history.

If you want to translate it, the entire history can be summed up in three words: man eats man.

…

As the sun turned to the west, Qin He returned to the crematorium.

After a day of shopping and eating, the Five Zang Temple was finally fully satisfied, and Qin He took a good nap.

I woke up and was preparing to pick up the body.

As a result, the corpses hadn't arrived yet, but three living people had arrived.

who?

The Feiyu Guards had a hundred households with normal temperature, and they had two men with them.

It was the factory employee who fell into Bai Qing'er's cicada trick and chased him all night long.

Xu Changshou was also there.

"Your name is Qin He?" Chang Wen looked at Qin He.

"The younger one is." Qin He nodded.

"Pack up and come with me." Chang Wen said nothing and turned around to go out.

Xu Changshou hurriedly pulled Qin He inside and said: "Something happened at the corpse cremation hall. There is an urgent shortage of manpower. They are temporarily recruiting people at various crematoriums. Our crematorium is yours. You can go with them.

, If it’s shorter, I’ll be back in a day or two, if it’s longer, it won’t be more than five days.”

Qin He was secretly happy.

There are four crematoriums and two cremation halls in the capital.

The corpse crematorium is under the jurisdiction of the Five Cities Military and Horse Department and is responsible for processing ordinary mutated corpses.

The Cremation Hall belongs to the Feiyu Guards and is responsible for dealing with murderous corpses and strange corpses that have had supernatural events. Its methods and level of corpse cremation are much higher than those of the Corpse Cremation Hall.

Although the departments have different subordinates, Feiyuwei has been a powerful yamen since the founding of the Li Dynasty. In fact, it can directly mobilize the crematorium. It only needs to report to the 50% Army and Horse Department afterwards.

The reason why Qin He was secretly happy was that the minimum standards for corpses burned in the Corpse Cremation Hall were murderous corpses, and the quality was much higher.

The higher the quality, the better the reward.

As for what happened at the Corpse Burning Hall, Xu Changshou knew about it, not even Qin He.

What's up?

Of course it was An Bagu, the beast who rushed into the Imperial Prison last night and killed anyone on sight. The three Feiyu Guards and Qianhu who were on duty could only protect themselves, and the Feiyu Guards' corpse-burning hall happened to be in the Imperial Prison.

They were almost taken away in a wave as if they were chopping melons and vegetables.

"This opportunity is very rare. If you can make it safely, Feiyu Guard will reward you with something for killing corpses, which can be used repeatedly. From now on, you will be much more secure in the corpse crematorium. There is no telling when you will be transferred to the corpse crematorium.

I'm on a business trip, are you willing to go?" Xu Changshou said seriously.

Qin He was naturally willing, and he didn't want to give up the opportunity for free.

"Actually, it's okay if you don't go. I won't discuss the recruitment of Feiyu Guards with you."

Xu Changshou confessed to Qin He, his face became serious, and he warned: "Remember, don't do anything stupid in the corpse cremation hall. It's not like our cremation hall. Keep your head down and talk less. Don't look at others randomly."

Just ask random questions, do whatever you are asked to do, grit your teeth and get through these two or three days, and change your life if you can't help it."

"I understand, thank you Brother Xu for fighting for the opportunity for me." Qin He said sincerely.

The cremator in the cremation hall and the cremator in the crematorium do the same job, but their status is completely different.

The Corpse Burning Officer is a serious factory employee, he eats royal food, his status is one level higher than Xu Changshou who eats official food, and he wears a flying fish uniform.

Completely one sky and one earth.

Moreover, the corpse-burning hall is much wider and has more methods to suppress corpses. Relatively, the death rate in the corpse-burning hall is much lower.

Unlike the crematorium, which is just homeless cannon fodder, the biggest function is to use your life to identify which corpses are transformed and which are murderous corpses, thereby reducing the workload of the crematorium and reducing the cost of processing corpses.

This kind of opportunity is already rare for a cremator, and what's even more rare is that there is a huge vacancy in the crematorium. If you perform well, you might be upgraded from a cremator to a cremator.

Because the cremator, like the cremator, both depend on fate and horoscopes, they are the only "iron rice bowls" that cannot be inherited hereditary.

Although Qin He didn't care about the identity of the official, Xu Changshou was very kind-hearted.

"Do your job well, talk less, and treat you to a celebratory drink when I come back." Xu Changshou punched Qin He on the chest, then told Qin He a few words, and asked Qin He to pack his things.
Chapter completed!